Battle

"It has been a long time, ruler of the Deep Red Domain."

Her pale white dress fluttered gently in the wind, while her right hand gripped the Glazed Tile Holy Sword carved with dragon patterns.

Her pink hair flowed loose behind her, a faint aura lingering around her as the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda slowly revolved nearby.

"Ning Rongrong, you truly are not simple."

Clutching the Deep Red Moon Blade, the Deep Red Mother's blood-red hair framed her face, giving her an exceptionally cold and sinister air.

"Compared to an outsider like you, plotting to devour the Douluo Plane, I'm quite simple."

"Roar~"

The moment Ning Rongrong finished speaking, a silver white radiance charged toward her.

The pressure of a Half-Step God King, along with spiritual power comparable to that of a God King, swiftly locked onto him.

"How impatient, Gu Yuena!"

The Glazed Tile Holy Sword rose gently, its black dragon patterns forming the phantom of a black dragon.

True Qi surged. With a light sweep of her hand, Sword Qi erupted like thunder.

One slash descended.

The space before her twisted.

The Deep Red Mother's pupils contracted as she swiftly pulled away to avoid being caught in it.

Yet that Sword Qi had not been aimed at the Deep Red Mother. Even so, beads of cold sweat appeared on her forehead.

A long, resounding dragon's roar lingered by the Deep Red Mother's ears, refusing to fade.

The black dragon phantom formed from the black Sword Qi spread its sharp claws as though it could tear apart everything.

It also carried a faint draconic might.

"Dragon God Claw!"

The Sword Qi transformed into a black dragon and wrapped around the Silver Dragon King's body. Its icy dragon claws fiercely seized Yinglong's tail.

"Awooo—"

The Silver Dragon King let